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Hi Im AliceYou probably followed your curiosity hereAnd are wondering what to expect I dont know what to tell you Its really weirdThis is a place where I post the creations of my mind which are not appropriate for the other places. I write erotica, I draw rude drawings, I post lewd and nudes, I share the private details of my head.I am not a porn star, I do have porn of myself here but don't expect that of me. I make it when I feel like I want to, just like all the other random things I post here.Love u -Alice--DISCLAIMER--All content posted on my page is copyright and protected by Rulta please DO NOT share anywhere. dont be a bad guy, I dont like bad guys
I did a comic about the start of spring and how much it sucks but I had executive functioning issues and it's now mid-spring so this is a bit outdated. ANYWAY, I'm not saying that I want to be throat fucked by a big fat stamen till my face is mess, or licked all over by a big, wet, hot, slimy tongue; nor am I saying that I want more than just my sleep schedule utterly ruined by a ultra-fat time-wiener, BUT, I made this comic mostly for funnies and despite that my pussy gets a little excited so I guess I'm a freak :3Also my kitten is having surgery today and may die so I'm kinda messed up about that ahaLove you
May 13, 2025 - 09:51:52Now, you probably know I am not one to enjoy the sight of my own body; most the time I perceive myself as a horrid fish head strung up on a coat-hanger wrapped in ham, but I gotta confess that I am really pleased about the sheer might of my butt right now, I often see a horrid fish head strung up on a coat-hanger wrapped in ham that’s got a GREAT ASSI’ve been working out, doing the squats and the lunges and the hip thrusts and all that, and boy of boy does it add some SHAPE. Tech-boy has been using my butt as a pillow almost as often as my butt has been using his face as one. Honestly, I am jealous because my Butt looks very comfortable and soft and I want to lay on it.Maybe I should do a cast of it? I could form a Silicone replicant of my behind for pillow uses. Yes, That’s a good idea.
April 30, 2025 - 13:07:35I got a fancy dress and did a fancy photoshoot. Well, it’s not really a fancy photo shoot, I just had a picnic in my back garden and took photos of myself but it’s fancier than my usual photoshoots because I was wearing a fancy dress. It makes me feel like a book character, or a dolly or something such. Sometimes I wish I were a dolly for real; a lot of the time I feel like a dolly, helplessly at the whims of other people, something to play with and break and fix and dress up. Perhaps if I were a dolly I wouldn’t feel so unusual for feeling like one. Maybe I just want to feel normal, It would be nice to feel like Alice more often than I do.Anyway, if I were a dolly of yours, say, a 1/6 scale, what would you do with me? Would I be a pride of place display model? Or would I be in a jar?
April 24, 2025 - 13:49:04Here it is. I think it speaks for itselfThe music is from “Throw it back” by Brandon jamar Scott on YouTube, he’s a genuine genius and I highly recommend getting his deranged beats stuck in your head
April 20, 2025 - 12:47:36Oops now I need to actually record techboy twerking Full disclosure, this whole thing was his idea and he's so happy about this, he just wants to share his booty shaking, bless him
April 19, 2025 - 20:43:45If this message gets 500 likes I will post a video of tech-boy throwing it back
April 19, 2025 - 10:38:53Look how good my bum looks in these work out leggings. It's coming to eat you, silly teeny weeny man, yes I'm still thinking about that
April 16, 2025 - 19:20:56I'm thinking about teeny weeny people again. When I was little my favourite film was Thumbalina (I'm not googling how to spell it) and I also remember getting jealous of Stuart Littles fake mouse dad because he got to eat a huge nut. Anyway, I wish I was teeny weeny so I could snuggle up on someone's testicals like a warm, fleshy beanbag and watch Task-Master
April 16, 2025 - 11:19:21Thinking about his butt, my clit is sore but I keep going 😭
April 15, 2025 - 19:05:26I'm have one of those days where I just want to lay in bed and masturbate till it's over but I'm out of AA batteries 😟
April 15, 2025 - 14:19:03Does anyone else carry a hidden burden of all the things they've seen that turned them on but most definitely should not have turned them on? Like, 🍑💦🙁 no one can ever know about this
April 14, 2025 - 14:48:10Techboy made me jump by banging his erect penis against the inside of his trousers like a drum, he won't be laughing when I inflate my pussy and blast them like the bag-pipes right in his face later
April 14, 2025 - 12:14:16I've been working out my ASS. Do you like my ASS? I think it's looking pretty juicy, I've been picking up things with my cheeks for fun. Also, pantiesI love you
April 9, 2025 - 10:42:35Iron Cock - Part 1“Frustrated yet?” She giggled, gently gyrating her hips in a painfully perfect circular motion so the soft, wet flesh of her pussy twisted round his straining cock like a silk tourniquet. “You /look/ frustrated”Lay on her single bed, bathed in the golden light beaming through her thin curtains, arms tied with ribbons to the cheap head-board, he groaned bitterly as yet another stuffed animal rolled onto his face. ‘Ultra endurance mega max’ sounded great on paper, ‘last longer than ever before’, he didn’t think he needed to take a pill to perform well enough in bed but she /insisted/ he try it. She only told him after she’d tied him down that it was essentially an edging pill, He’d be unable to cum un-till it wore off. “Mmm, it feels so big and angry inside me”. It was big and angry; painfully so. Every nerve in his dick was firing on full power and he could literally feel the pressure of his swollen prostate burning in his gut; the overwhelming intensity he was used to feeling for only a moment before the euphoric release of orgasm had extended into a mind melting agony, it was only through pure force of will that he wasn’t manning and wailing for mercy. “Feels so good! You’re just my Dildo now, aren’t you? Dildo?”She loved him. He was gentle, considerate, fun and had a great cock he wielded well. Best of all he made her feel loved. That was new for her. It made her feel a little possessive, just a little, and somewhere inside her she felt a little embarrassed about that. ‘How dare he make me NEED him?!’ was the sentiment that motivated the occasional bout of sexually inclined punishment she felt compelled to inflict; a compulsion she indulged in simply because she knew he loved it when she did. It made him feel wanted when she claimed him like this.With a pleasured grin she lent forwards slightly and arched her back so his bulging cock pressed right against the good bits inside her. “such good Dildo you are” she purred, grinding herself and looking down at his flustered face. He was so cute, face puffy and red, eye’s watering and strained, lips tightly drawn to keep the flushed moans from slipping out, so determined not to give away how utterly overstimulated he was yet lying there so perfectly obediently while she used him. The glint of defiance in his eyes as he look up into hers made her smile then push a small pile of toys gently over his head, “Dildos don’t have faces” She traced her fingers delicately up his inner arm, enjoying the contours of his firm muscles and vibration of the violent shiver it caused him. The ribbons tying his hands were symbolic, if he wanted to he could pull himself free in an instant. She found it very exciting how those big hands and strong arms, which so many times before held her helplessly pinned under him, could look so weak and useless by just a few suggestive words from her mouth. “My Dildo!” She began to ride him faster. From under the pile of teddies, muffled moaning; her tight cunt pumping his cock was too much for him to hold it in any more.“OH FUCK, I- I- CAN’T-“ He began to shout but was quickly silenced by two little fingers slipping into his mouth, which he began to suck on.“Shhh, I’m gonna cum on my Dildo now” She murmured with a husky whisper, bracing herself with her free hand on his chest as her hips slammed wetly and wildly against his. Her building moans were drowned out by his guttural throat rumblings; his entire body felt as raw as an open wound but with pleasure instead of pain, his cock screamed and throbbed like it might literally explode, his mind completely wiped of anything but the desperate and impossible need to cum while her pussy pumped and twisted and tightened in it’s own building climax“OH FUCK NNNNnn~” her hips tensed up and her cunt crushed his dick as it tried in vein to milk the cum out of it, a tiny squirt of juice spat out onto his groin and he groaned like a dying man. “Fuck, oh fuck” She breathlessly muttered, a little bead of sweat rolling down her freckled nose, “I love you”. Her pussy twitched happily around him as she greedily dragged her hands down his torso, leaving scratch marks without even meaning to. He was in a state. Practically blinded by the sudden light, the teddies over his face were knocked aside and a new wave of terrible exstacy assaulted him; her cool, soft body pressing against his and her tongue delving into his mouth. Her tongue rolled against his like a tentacle facing his very brain, her fingers rummaging in his hair could have been a thousand tongues slobbering his cock. He was unstuck in time, the soft pull of her slit slipping off of him made him wail, he felt her whisper in his ear “Good boy” at the same time as her mouth lick its way down his chest. The air cooled his dick, numbing it slightly, almost enough for him to gather himself. Then he felt her soft hand around it. Her mouth was close enough that he could feel the warm air of her breath when she spoke “That’s one, How many times do you think I cum before you do?”He could only throw his head back and wail in pleasure as her lips suckled their way down his cock.This is part one of a series, got the creativeness inside me right now.If you have any filthy suggestions for where this could go, please comment them! I LOVE YOU XOXO
April 1, 2025 - 10:58:02Most the stuff I’ve written and drawn then shared on the internet has been cautiously curated, you know? I have a rather creative mind and a lot of sexual trauma, my mind-scape is wide and deep with perversion. Obviously there’s terms of service that provide some usually quite vague rules to follow which I have mostly managed; there’s also some unspoken, I suppose you may call them expectations. There’s a lot of sexual concepts that I personally enjoy that I just don’t see out there all that much porn wise, you know? So here’s a little sample, testing the water, probing the reception. There’s layers to this, there’s a message deep up in there.Anyway, if you like it I will go deeper, thicker, only if you like it though.
March 21, 2025 - 11:56:18It's been suddenly quite chilly round here, winter seemingly isn't willing to leave without a fight. It's nice to have a reason to light the burner though, the radiant heat feels so nice on my bum. I've been working out my bum, i think it's looking quite pert, what do you think? Can you think of any thing else that might feel good on my bum?
March 18, 2025 - 14:31:14Last night Tech-Boy had a bit of a go at me, a feral and somewhat deranged go. Firstly he held me down on my back and fucked me, blew a load inside. Then, after a brief rest he sat me on his dick and bounced my butt till he blew again, spanking me periodically I might add. And then, after I thought that two times would surely be enough for a Sunday night, he spoon fucked me and shot a third load inside my poor, by then slightly raw pussy.Whilst I loved it, I didn't love having a constant slow dribble of cum running out of me all night onto my freshly changed bed sheets >:( So this morning when he brought me a cup of tea I decided to rub his face in the mess he made like a naughty dog. I didn't let him out till he'd cleaned it all up. It's the only why he'll learn.
March 10, 2025 - 14:07:31I’ve been working out! You may not appreciate how much of a big deal this is for me; I used to absolutely love exercising, it makes me feel good and it makes my body function correctly, I get nicer skin and just all around its good for me and my being. Then I had the bad times… you know I spent pretty much the whole summer of 23 in bed because I couldn’t bring myself to leave it? Oh how far I have come!Anyway, I’ve been doing kegel exercises. Incase you don’t know what that is, it’s my PUSSY MUSCLES. Several times a day for the last couple of weeks I’ve been training them, clenching and unclenching, straining and tightening. I don’t know this prior but it actually can sort of spontaneously feel orgasmic, which is brilliant. I can just sit there completely innocently, stealthily masturbating with my pelvic floor and no-one knows :3 I want to have the strongest pussy. I crave for the cunt an Olympian, a twat which can chew off a dick, a slit which can split wood like a hydraulic press, a pelvic floor which can bend iron. So far, it’s defiantly paying off; I can grab techboy’s dick quite snuggly, to the point where he almost cries from the gorilla grip of my girl garden. It gives me a feeling of power… but not enough. He takes it as a bit of a challenge, I got him with it just once by surprise a few days ago and he came in about 10 seconds. I just wrapped my legs around him and ground my hips while he groaned “what the fuck!?”. I snickered with pride at my clear victory in battle, but the war was not over. He rallied himself by the next evening.I smirked watching him ease his cock inside me, his eyes filled with determination. I struck hard and fast, clenching my cunt with all my strength, wanking his cock with my hips; I underestimated him. I was the spry newbie boxer, flying out of the corner going for a quick knock-out, he was the seasoned veteran on the defence waiting for me to tire myself out behind his gloves. I was overconfident. I glanced my eyes down in mild alarm as I felt my grip weakening to see his dick as hard as diamonds and still well and truly inside me. He’d left about an inch or two out, I looked up to see his eyes no longer determined but vengeful, then he placed a hand lovingly around my neck and hammered me with those extra inches until my pussy lost all sensation and I was a braindead mess slumped in a puddle of squirt.So, one-all right now. I will learn and adapt, he will not win and I will en-slave his dick to the service of of my overpowering pussy.
March 5, 2025 - 11:18:28I am super sorry that I haven’t posted in a week, I have had the flu. Well, I still have it and it is not fun. It’s extra annoying because Tech-Boy, being the Diabetic Dude he is, wen’t and got his flu jab in September and so he had just a couple days of fatigue and is now fine while I suffer on. At least he’s kind enough to take care of me while I slowly die.Honestly, this happens every year and yet I still don’t ever go and get the jab like a good girl; truly clinical trauma is a Bastard. I always feel bad making posts without any photos which is why I never updated you but I got some and now I will perish. Wish me a quick recovery, I Still wanna take some better picks as Velma :(
February 24, 2025 - 14:56:26For years people have been telling me I look like Velma. So I finally went and got myself a little costume, which I think I pull off fantastically. Now all I need is a man dressed like a monster to stumble across me looking for my glasses on all fours like I don't know EXACTLY what I'm doing .Anyway, I took some weak and lazy photos. I wanna do something better with this. Ideas?
February 13, 2025 - 16:39:54I took some pictures for you, I wanna write about them but I'm having some kinda writing funk right now. I want a pizza
February 10, 2025 - 11:57:34Hello you beautiful people and other such things. This is another sort of blog-y post; I meant to let you all know last week that I had to panic idly do my tax returns and so I would probably post less but I fittingly was too overwhelmed to remember to do that and I feel bad about that now, I even made a little comic to compliment that un-posted post but it’s irrelevant now, oops. I’m sorry. But good new’s is that it’s all done and I can stop worrying about doing it and move on to worrying about if I did it right and if the tax police are going to unexpectedly come round to repossess my arse and titties or whatever they do. Honestly I’m still quite blown out by the whole affair and I would start writing about it but I doubt you want to read about my struggle to force myself to do something both painfully boring yet terrifyingly high stakes. It could be the theme for some kind of indie horror film though now I think about it, it could be called “Tedium” and feature a protagonist who must complete a series of increasingly boring tasks while an un-seen and unspeakable entity leans over them, instantly punishing any sign of distraction with violent and shocking retribution. I’d definitely watch the first 10 minutes of a film like that on Netflix then get distracted and switch to something else.So, what else has been going on? I made my bedroom nice finally; that’s not very interesting but I have taken some nice photos in there. Uhh, I tried drawing again after taking a huge break but I got bad feelings and I haven’t been able to finish anything much more than a doodle… I’m trying to eat healthy but I had a Great White tier shark week and only burgers and butter could stop me from doing the murders… Oh and Bonnie (My cat) got an eye injury and TB dropped everything he was doing right away to take her to the vets like a good Cat step-daddy. He’s a sweet-heart. I had a shower! Call me a good girl for washing!Tell me what’s going on with you. I know I suck at replying to comments but I do read them all and I love hearing about your lives, anyway, LOVE YOU XOXO
January 27, 2025 - 13:16:05You know, when I first started posting pictures of myself online of the lewder variety, I was only going to post my feet. It felt kind of safe, I have nice little feet, people who liked feet like them and several people who didn’t like feet in general were surprised and disgusted to find they did like mine. I personally do not understand the appeal, but I do like stepping on dick. Feels nice, like stepping on a big squishy worm or a fat slug. There’s just no way of treating a penis with affection when it’s under your foot or between your feet like a sausage in a bap. It’s like, “Yeah! Stupid dumb penis! Get squashed! NYEHEHEH”, quite a little power trip for myself. I am curious though, those of you who like feet, what are you thinking when you look at them? Is it as simple as the sight of appealing feet bringing unexplainable arousal, or is there a a fantasy that is provoked? I’d like to understand because I was initially going to write a little foot teasing erotica but I just don’t think I understand what’s exciting about feet and foot jobs well enough to do one. So let me know, INSPIRE ME!Anyway, How’s the year treating you all so far? It feels like every year lately has just started with catastrophe; not personal catastrophe, my January’s are generally quite peaceful, but like, world event catastrophe. I don’t want to bring up anything specific because maybe people don’t want to be reminded of that stuff but if you’re out there and going through hell, I’m thinking about you and wishing things work out in the end and I also love you.I’m going to be a little more tied up that usual for a bit because TikTok is getting banned and I now need to start the tedious task of preparing to move all my videos and stuff to whatever new platform everyone decides they want to collect their personal information… or at the very least I need to coax my Tech-Boy into doing all that for me.I love you, Take care XOXO
January 16, 2025 - 13:50:17I have a butt, it’s a good butt I think :3 I’m not the only one who thinks it’s a good butt either, which is very validating. There’s this one guy who, upon seeing my butt, cannot control himself. I need only roll over and flash him with the light of my full moon and he transforms from a gentle boy playing nerd games next to me into some kind of ferocious pussy devourer, a rapid tongued cunt delver, a squirt vampire. It’s very nice.One of my favourite things to do is to expose my tender hills then tell him no touching. Obviously I do want him to touch me eventually; I know it, he knows it, that’s the game though. It’s so fun watching him wrestle with the demon inside, how he stares at me with increasingly feral eyes , how his composure slowly erodes away till he’s flailing at me and grabbing at his crotch. Just teasing him, testing his self control, smiling at him and periodically flashing more and more of myself, poking out my tongue with mouth wide open then playing dumb, sticking a finger inside myself to waft under his nose, little naughty things. When he’s somewhere between a man and rabid wolf, that’s when it’s the best time to set him free.It’s hard to describe in words the mix of thrills that come from giving yourself over to a monster of your own creation; Being the one in control of the tempo then suddenly just laying back and accepting the fate you designed, like some kind of sexual take on throwing yourself off a tower you built. He will leap on me, grip his big strong hands tightly around my hips, pin me down into the sheets with clenched arms then stuff his fat tongue as deep as it can reach inside my slit. He’ll suck and lap my juices like he was dying of dehydration, then beat the ever-loving shit out of my clit with his mouth. Doesn’t even matter that my top half is unrestrained, the only part of me he cares about is stuck firmly around his tongue and the rest of me is just attached to it. I can’t do anything but lay there and become his dinner, watching him devour me like a slobbering dog wolfing down carelessly unattended ice cream. It’s great :3 Once he’s had his fill he’ll raise up like a sea monster, dripping and wet and eye’s wild. It’s fortunate I’m always so wet by that point because I don’t think my pussy would survive the rapid, long and deep cunt smashing his raging cock delivers otherwise. It’s just desserts for teasing him I guess, having my legs bent up so far I feel like a pretzel then getting my insides mashed like potatoes whilst he bites my neck and shoulders just a little too hard. The smacking and slapping of his hips against my arse will suddenly sound all together wetter, slopping and squelching, the squirt pumped from my body with every unrelenting thrust, I strain out uncontrollable groans and think about how I forget to put a towel down, again. With an inhuman howl he’ll throw back his head and thrust one, two, three, four last times, crashing all his body weight behind a dick that has swelled just a little bit bigger. It’s painful in a good way, tenderising my baby chamber before a laser of burning hot cum finishes me off and he pulls out leaving me a dripping, gasping, sweating mess laying in puddle of sex.The cutest thing is how he always seems so embarrassed afterwards. “I don’t know what came over me” or something to that effect, making sure I’m okay, kissing and holding me in the safest way. Somehow he still hasn’t realised that this is all by design, which is great because it makes it really easy to convince him he should clean up all the mess. I get to sit all comfy and watch him change my sheets and bashfully dry the mattress with the hairdryer. It makes me want to flash him some more :3
January 9, 2025 - 18:54:47I’ve been having a lot of nightmares lately, lately being the last few years and a lot being 2 - 3 each and every night. Is that normal? I always assumed that most people bring up nightmares every time they have one, which is not that often; I, on the other hand, only feel the need to bring up nightmares when I have a particularly troubling subconscious late-night picture show… a feeling I can’t act on because the content of such dreams is not suitable for work or for life in general.It must be so nice to bore the pants off someone telling them about your “weird dream” where Captain Planet was cheese and time went upwards, oh and Jeff from that place a few years ago was there and he was also your mother. I can only watch peoples faces curl into disturbed disgust as I recall my night of redacted where redacted in fire made of images of my own screaming face; oh and there was a puppy but it redacted. No, in fact I only tell people about my rare non-horrific dreams, which are inexplicably still on level with most peoples nightmares. So for the most part, I present like everyone else in terms of dream disclosure. I don’t talk about them except for bringing up a rare socially acceptable nightmare, packing the rest into my increasingly cramped “don’t think about it” box . It makes me wonder how many other people are out there, silently suffering through broken sleep every single night, fitting in is such a burden.
January 5, 2025 - 13:13:56It’s a few nights after Christmas. You rub your eyes, itchy from staring through the week long dissociative episode you just snapped out of; The dread of the season has mostly been excreted and now only a few smears are left to wipe way. You’re warm and snuggly, sunk into the familiar pillows of your sofa, inexplicably dressed in loose cotton pyjamas. The scent of fresh laundry mingles with the golden aroma of burning logs; a gentle knocking to your right draws your attention. A bulked mass of tartan is hunched packing wood into the fireplace, slowly a grateful peace floods the room. A warming glow and soft crackling. Without a word he leaves to clatter in the kitchen whilst you collect your marbles, then he returns smiling reassuringly and hands you a steaming hot turkey sandwich. Turkey, sausage, gravy, cranberry sauce and butter. Perfection. You eat it like you don’t remember eating for a full week prior as he sits down to cuddle up next to you. Silently you share the moment, aside from him chuckling while showing you a photo of a knitted buffalo bill he found on reddit. It did look like a Femboy with blue stockings, you agreed. It’s quite difficult to imagine ever feeling any more content than you did right then.It is sudden but welcome when his hands slip around your waist then slide your pyjama trousers down, trailing kisses down your legs to your feet, then trailing kisses back up again. If heaven were a place on earth, it would be on that sofa, with a tummy full of turkey, submerged in the warmth of the fire, listening to the ambient sounds of the crackling fireplace and his lips gently smacking around your clit.
December 30, 2024 - 18:12:47Merry Christmas Everyone ! I love you all
December 25, 2024 - 20:11:18I’m not a fan of this time of year. I was hoping this year, having another person around who I have mutual caring about each other situation with, that it would be easier; in many ways it is… just in unexpected ways it isn’t. These are all me problems, I know that, I don’t want to be a grinch… it’s just there’s more going on to remind me of all the years of Christmas’s spent alone in one way or another, now I’m not alone but my body doesn’t know what to do about that. I’m like an anxious dog that’s so used to getting beaten that now being gently petted makes me wee everywhere in fear. Anyway, I managed to Take some more pictures of my arse just before I had a big old breakdown on the sofa. Don’t even know what about, just the season for that sort of thing I guess. Anyway, Love you, hope you’re all keeping it together better than I am. Merry Solstice!
December 21, 2024 - 17:14:13Hello! I have been indulging in the dark art of bakery a bit lately. Maybe it’s because I’m feeling more alive than usual that one of my migratory hobbies has returned to nest for the winter months and I’ve been refining a cookie recipe. Just for clarification for the US readers, here in the UK what you call cookies are called biscuits and a cookie is a specific breed; a sweet, chewy, crunchy, goo-y and chocolate chip-y breed. Now, there are many brands and makes of cookie available in UK, many places to buy them from and they all range in quality. Annoyingly it’s very hard to find a really good cookie, a thouroughbred if you will. They’re always too crunchy or too goo-y or soft or just wrong. I don’t even know where my lofty cookie expectations come from honestly, I just know I have longed for a good cookie and none have scratched that itch… UNTIL NOWI had a baking spat a few years ago before I left my old life, no-doubt trying to mask the reality of my miserable situation with butter, sugar and flour. There were a load of videos on YouTube called things like “THE BEST COOKIE EVER 100 HOURS TO MAKE” And I tried a load of them and they all SUCKED. They did not make cookies, they made hot cookie dough that was too rich to eat on its own. It went great with ice-cream on the side like a pudding or something but as a biscuit they sucked incredibly. Despite that, I ate far too much of it and consequently put cookie research on ice. Now though, I have landed on a damn good cookie. My own little adaption of all I learned, it’s not going to earn any awards or change the world, but if you ate one you would say “MM, that’s a yummy cookie!” And that’s all I ever wanted.So, here goes:ALICE’S YUMMY COOKIESIngredients:180g unsalted butter100g Dark brown soft sugar150g Light brown soft sugar100g white granulated sugar275g plain white flour1 large egg, room temperature 1 large egg yolk, room temperature 1 tsp vanilla extract1/2 tsp of bicarbonate of soda1/2 tsp of sea salt250g milk chocolate chips150g dark chocolate chipsFirst thing to do is measure out all the different sugars. Be sure to have two bowls for each variety to facilitate easy re-weighing. You have to re-weigh all the ingredients several times because you’re an idiot who can’t do anything right and you’d be a damn fool to believe you could measure out 100 grams on a scale correctly first or even second time. Once you’ve assured yourself a few times that the scales are working correctly and everything is as it should be, time to admire the sugar. Baked goods need to be made with love and I’ve found love mixes best with sugar before any other ingredients are involved to make it feel overlooked. Look lovingly into each bowl, tell the granules how pretty they are, flirt them up a bit but not too much; you want to infuse the sugar with love, not lust, trust me on that one. I find giving the dark brown sugar some kisses works great, it seems to be a particularly love starved sweetener.Now you can do the thing you really should have done first but forgot to, which is to brown the butter. Put the butter in a pot on a low heat until it melts, don’t touch butter with your fingers at any point or you will have to compulsively lick them for a while and then wash your hands again (You did wash your hands, right?). Once melted, keep the butter on a medium heat and keep stirring it. This a hard bit, you need the heat to make the butter go golden brown but too much heat makes the butter ANGRY and it will spit at you and try to kill you and if it’s gets super mad it will go black and taste like burnt shit. Ideally It’ll like, foam up, then go clear and bubbly, then it will foam up again and go golden brown and start to smell like butterscotch or Worther’s Originals. I find sort of hesitantly holding the pot hovering over a medium heat while stirring, raising and lowering the pot to keep its temper in check works well for me. This is also why I use unsalted butter because I just can’t make this work with salted, salted butter has anger issues or something.Anyway, once that’s done, you can do the sugar part while the butter cools down a bit, then you can do the other ingredients. Lay two large eggs. If you can’t lay your own eggs, then you can substitute with chicken eggs. You can find chicken eggs in normal shops, chicken nests or, if you want to cut out the middle man, inside of chicken cloacas. Crack one egg open and spill around about a teaspoons worth of the white into the sink, put the rest of the egg in a cup, then remove the shell. Crack another egg and spill all of the white into the sink, then add the yolk into the cup with the other egg. Add the vanilla extract and resist the urge to drink the delicious vanilla eggs, you need them for later.Measure the flour, measure it again, then one more time or more if you feel doubtful, then add the bicarbonate of soda which you shouldn’t eat. Get the salt, realise you have granulated sea salt, then try to crush the granules into smaller and more suitable granules with the back end of a knife in your plastic Tupperware. If most of it gets spring launched out of the tub and all over the floor, just add some more granules to the tub and keep trying! Don’t let the salt win! Add the salt and then you’ve got your salty, chemical flour ready to go too! Now to mix it all up! Pour the butter into the lovely sugar and mix it all up with an electric hand mixer, it’s important to scream as you do this because it’s loud and motors are scary. Then add the forbidden custard (egg and vanilla) and mix it all together again with the hand mixer for 2 minutes. Mixing does something or other to the eggs which affects the final cookie, 2 minutes with my hand mixer gives the best results I have found. Less than that and the overconfident eggs get all pushy and make the cookie crumbly and spongy, any more and the eggs are too downtrodden to hold the mix together in the oven and the cookie goes dense and flat. 2 minutes of beating gives well disciplined eggs, yes.Then add the salty chemical flour. You could add it carefully like everyone says but you don’t have time for that, you want cookies! Chuck the whole load in there and mix it till it goes so dense that your mixer starts to make bad sounds and smell bad. Then use your hands! It feels so bad! So bad on your hands! AHHH! But you must, for cookies! Mix it up, it should be wet enough to stick to your hands a little but dry enough to peel off. I get it perfect every time so I don’t know what to do if yours isn’t like that. Then you need to knead it for 5 minutes, like bread; but not like bread because it’s nothing like bread dough. Just beat it up, fold it and then PUNCH IT, then fold it and PUNCH IT. LOVINGLY! Tell it that you’re doing this for it’s own good and that it hurts you more than hurts it so it knows that it’s it’s own fault for not having enough elastisisy and not because you don’t love it. If you don’t do this then the cookie will not be chewy and then you may as well throw it in the bin. Once that’s done, eat 50 grams of the milk chocolate chips and then 50 grams of the dark chocolate chips. Add the remaining chips to the mix and fold them in. Your dough is complete! Now go back to before you started doing anything and preheat the fan assisted oven to 170 C. Next get your cookie scoop, realise that you don’t have a cookie scoop, grab a big squidge of dough and make it into a ball about the size of a plumb or one of Tech-Boy’s testicles, put it on some greaseproof paper on a baking tray. I put 6 on the tray because that’s as many as I can fit with space around them for what comes next. I like to tease the balls as I line them up; eluding to the burning fate which awaits them in the oven without outright saying it to them. I don’t think that’s necessary though, I just think it’s fun to bully them before they melt and un-alive. Say goodbye like a bond villain and put the little victim balls in the oven for 12 minutes. Set a timer, don’t forget. Then stand at the door and watch them melt, imagine them screaming for help as they flatten then start crying out of guilt for what you’ve just done. When the timer goes off, quickly pull yourself together and take them out. They should still be goo-y and not looked fully cooked. Then leave them on the tray for 5 minutes so they cook that last little bit with the heat they took with them from the oven. Then bite one and burn the inside of your mouth, put the rest on a wire rack to cool and you did it!Honestly, the cookies are best if you wrap the dough in cling film and keep it in the fridge over night before baking, giving the dough a chance to marinate in the fear of the oven adds extra character to the flavours. ENJOY :3For a TLDR version that’s a bit more sane:ALICE’S YUMMY COOKIES (Sane version)Ingredients:180g unsalted butter100g Dark brown soft sugar150g Light brown soft sugar100g white granulated sugar275g plain white flour1 large egg, room temperature 1 large egg yolk, room temperature 1 tsp vanilla extract1/2 tsp of bicarbonate of soda1/2 tsp of sea salt200g milk chocolate chips100g dark chocolate chips Preheat a fan assisted over to 170 C ( google for conversions to your won oven) Brown the butter in a pan over a low heat, allow to cool slightly. Add all the sugars to a bowl, add the browned butter and mix. Remove a teaspoon of the white from the egg and add the remaining egg, the other yolk and the vanilla extract to the bowl, mix for 2 minutes with an electric mixer. Add the flour, salt and bicarbonate of soda to the bowl and mix into a thick but easily pliable dough. Knead the dough for 5 minutes Add the chocolate chips and mix till even (Optional)Refrigerate the dough for 24 hours Place evenly sized balls around 5cm in diameter on baking paper on a backing tray with space between them and back for 12 minutes, remove from the oven and leave on the pan for a further 5 minutes then transfer to a cooling rack.Anyway anyway, which would you choose to have with a warm glass of milk; a plate of my freshly baked cookies or my thick behind chewy behind?
December 12, 2024 - 17:51:46I took some photos! Not naughty ones of me but of pretty things outside. The light was so beautiful that day and I felt compelled to capture it. I like photography, I wanted to be a children’s photographer in a time long ago. I felt I had the photography skills for it but, alas, being a photographer needs skills beyond just being good with a camera. You need to be able to talk to people, manage money, keep appointments, be reliable, be presentable, all stuff that makes me want to roll up into a ball and stuff myself into a high pressure pipeline.Anyway, I’m sharing them here because I think they’re really nice, oh how did that get in there
December 10, 2024 - 12:56:34“Whaaaaat? I’m just doing my Exercises” A mischievously cheeky smile accompanied the blatant lie, still you weren’t exactly in a position to call her out on it.“Well, I don’t think this is time for that; You’re supposed to be studyin-““Shhhhhh!” She interrupted, stretching one leg up to her chest so the tight pink fabric of her tights left little to the imagination.Oh, the imagination. What a troublesome thing to have at a time like this. A Tutor should not be imagining such things at all; let alone in the presence of their student. It would be highly inappropriate for a tutor to imagine the taste of his student’s pussy, Most unbecoming to fantasise on the softness of his student’s buttocks and thoroughly unethical to visualise the sight of his student’s face as she were roughly fucked into the sofa; yet you couldn’t help it and she was clearly reviling in it.“D-don’t shush me! You need to go over these questions-““WOW MY BUM IS GETTING SORE FROM ALL THESE STRETCHES“ She was on all fours now, waggling her rear end at you. Was she wearing panties? It was very hard not to check. She was being rude, and not just rude but also vulgar! By all rights you aught to be giving her a stern telling off; a distinguished man of intellect such as yourself should not tolerate such naughtiness. Unfortunately you were becoming so befuddled by the hypnotic gyrating of her soft, bubbly, juicy rump that the words to scold her couldn’t find their way out of your mouth.It was getting closer. You could ignore the sight, close your eyes, but you couldn’t ignore the scent. The naughty, alluring scent. A smell no-one would dare describe as pleasant in descent company yet a smell so wonderfully rude it made your mouth water. Your words finally found their way and you opened your mouth to deliver them, “NOW LISTEN HERE LITTLE MISS-“ You opened your eyes just in time to see two pink lacy hills crash down onto your face. She was not wearing panties, her buttocks were softer than you speculated, her pussy tasted marvellous.She wasn’t heavy. You could easily have taken off of you, but she’d won. You lapped and sucked like a good little chair as she giggled and moaned and ground your face between the lips of her delicious cunt.
December 3, 2024 - 12:46:42I made a Vlog! It's been a long time since my last one.I'll resister the urge to paraphrase everything I said but to sum it up, I've gotten help and I am resolved to get my shit together.I love you guys and thank-you for everything, That's not a good-bye, I'm just grateful to you allLove you XOXO
November 28, 2024 - 19:22:08Something nice about my little accident with my medication, a silver lining if you will, is that I had to take a little break from them. As nice as it is to have my mood evened out, there are downsides to taking them; The worst being that I cannot cum. In fact, I can’t even get wet or aroused much at all. From past experience I know that this problem eventually goes away with time but, boy oh boy, is it a real stinker for the first several months. The desire doesn’t go away, it’s a physical block in the way of the sexual release my mind craves. It’s extremely frustrating.So, after several days off my meds which I had to take following the incident, the other night I discovered that my cunt was puffy and pretty and wet and SCREAMING for attention. I just so happened to have a conveniently placed penis haver lying next to me. Now, usually I am quite a shy and subtle dick acquirer; I’l hint and tease and prod until the hint is successfully received. This time though, I was a bit too frustrated for all that and I just grabbed his hand and started aggressively rubbing it against my clit through my panties. It felt good :3He must have been a bit dumbfounded as he didn’t seem to react much, I wasn’t really paying attention to him though; I was too focused how nice my parts felt when I ground his fingers into them. I wanted more, so before I think he’d even had to chance to really figure out what was happening I pulled my panties aside and dragged his face down there so I could grind that into my pussy instead.That felt really good :3He kept trying to stick his tongue out to lick my clit but I didn’t want that. I pressed his head down and ground his nose against my clit really hard. It was so nice seeing his surprised eyes look up at me over my mound and through his curly hair, feeling the cool breeze as he sucked air in whenever he could, then feeling the hot breath out trickle over my slit, feeling his fat tongue wriggling and lapping at my swollen and goopy hole, oh it was so very nice. I would have stuffed his whole head inside me if it were possible to.No, Instead I just eventually let him go. He raised up, gasping for breath, looking like a feral animal, face and beard dripping with my pussy cream. It’s hard for him too when I’m on the meds, sex happens a lot less and when it does he needs to be extra careful with me, so needless to say that I spent the next 2 hours receiving a thoroughly pent up fucking. He really likes to savour it when I’m in a mood like that. It was like being the sex toy of an edging bull or something, I was begging for his cum inside me long before he cared to give it to me.Anyway, I’m feeling actually better now. I’ve been playing Silent hill 2 the remake and it’s pretty great. I played the original when I was little and it’s a very good and faithful remake. Makes me wonder what Silent Hill would be like from my perspective if I ever found myself there… Probably lots of penises Anyway bye XOXO
November 15, 2024 - 12:46:58Well, do I have a story for you…So, I started on meds again, was going great. I had designated Techboy as my medicine helper man, a role which he was happy to fill. Unfortunately I probably should have checked his CV more throughly as then I would have remembered that Techboy has ADHD. Fun little fact, you can die if you take antidepressants and ADHD medication at the same time. Guess who ADHD’d some ADHD medication with my antidepressants last week! Techboy did! I nearly died! Woo!I don’t blame him for it, I must take responsibility too. I saw it was a different colour pill and was too depressed to question it… but I did genuinely have a bad time. It’s called serotonin syndrome. I was a complete mess and it really didn’t help that I’m such a mess usually we didn’t even figure out what was going on until 2 days after it happened. I was having intense muscle spasms, delusions, hallucinations, nausea and all other manner of unpleasantries occurring for five whole days until it stopped. I feel like I had a week’s holiday in biblically accurate hell. So that’s where I’ve been. Oh, and I nearly drowned trying to take a shower. I got stuck on the floor and the water was spraying on my face and slowly waterboarding me. Naturally my first thought was to shave my legs because I was in a perfectly reasonable state of mind. Anyway, I didn’t drown and I’m okay now kinda.I made a comic about it because I think, on reflection, it’s very funny.I also think my tummy is looking quite nice though, what do you think? I think… I am not well really. I don’t know.Anyway, love you byeeee xoxo
November 7, 2024 - 14:32:41“Yes, it’s a trap-““SHHH!! You’re not supposed to TELL them it’s a trap!”You watch the naked “women” bicker in baffled silence, the sweet aroma which drew you here in the first place thickly smiling in the air and weighing down your words.“Oh, relax, come on! Look at him! He doesn’t care that it’s a trap, he’s practically drooling already” The girl with the sharper hair bit her lip and ran her eyes down your dishevelled, rag dressed body like a competitive eater sizing up a 20 oz prime rib, “And so am I, I’m sick of all the teasing and drawling and pointless wordplay you pull every time! I want him in here!”The other girl with curly hair nervously flickered her eyes to yours, then back to scowl at her friend, “w-what do you mean? Drawling?-”“‘Oh yes my sweet, come to me and you’ll never have to worry about anything ever again’ like how’s that any less ominous than what I said?” The spiky haired one put on a silly voice as she mocked the other, who’s skin turned a slightly more embarrassed shade of pink“Oh my god you are such a BITCH!” The curly one yelled“And you’re a PRETENTIOUS CUNT!” The mostly immobile women set upon each other in a frantic struggle, pulling each other’s hair and wresting as fiercely as two people glued together at the hip could ever have. It was quite a titillating watch to say the least. Their perfectly soft pink skin splattered spots of white lubricant as they writhed their naked bodies against each other, moaning and grunting sweetly as they clashed. Their plump breasts bounced and bobbled together in a hypnotic dance whists the girls faces got closer and closer until the fight turned into a passionate, sultry snog. Suddenly the girls arms were wrapped around each other, their tongues deeply stuffing and wriggling through muffled moans of relief. Both quickly slipped a hand down to fondle and tease the other’s drooling pussy, feeding more passion into their lustful clash.You felt a bit awkward, you didn’t know what you expected to find at the source of that scent but getting cucked by a man eating sex trap would certainly not have been a guess. They’d seemingly forgotten you were there. You tucked your painfully hard erection into your waistband to keep it out the way and listened to the logical part of your brain by slowly backing away.“Where are you going?” The spiky hair girl broke from the kiss to ask you?“Don’t you want to join in?” The curly haired one followed, speeding the pussy lips of her friend to display the inviting wetness withinYou could no longer hear the logical part of your brain over the bellowing of your cock; you practically dove into their arms.“See, I told you he didn’t care”“Oh shut up”
October 30, 2024 - 11:55:52So, you’re probably wondering where the hell I’ve been; that or you checked on my other social media and you already know that I moved house! Yes, very exciting, I moved in with TechBoy and it’s going well so far, he dotes on me and it’s lovely, I feel loved. In fact, I don’t think it would have been possible for me to move house if not for him, even with his help and constant presence I have predictably melted into a puddle of insanity.The evening after all my stuff got moved I had a bit of a moment. I’d been hiding in a secure location while TechBoy handled all the work but when I arrived at the new house and found all my stuff still in boxes piled up in an unfamiliar room the sense of upheaval hit me hard and I vanished from my own head.In the morning, Techboy told me that I had snuck out and walked miles in the pitch dark and rain to my old house. I then stood there at the front door with no key until he noticed I was missing and called me. I have no memory of this at all… well I remembered and relayed some details a few nights later during another meltdown which I also don’t remember; apparently while I walked the aura borealis lit up the sky red and I could see my way for a while, sounds made up to me but it could be true? Who knows, I’m trying not to think about the implication of remembering things I did during meltdowns only while having meltdown, like some kind of split personality with separate memories, yeah, no thank-you to that. Anyway, my point is that the move hit my mental state quite hard to say the least. I did the healthy thing though and tried to give myself a break, get accustomed to the new place, allow myself to find safety here and let my head settle rather than force myself to make things. Techboy has done a lot of unpacking and decorating and building stuff and that’s all getting mostly finished now, I’m starting to feel better so I have returned.In fact, and I am very hesitant to say this as I’ve not felt it in a long time but, I feel kinda hopeful. I talk about it a lot less than the agoraphobia ( incidentally, I just realised that I have not been outside since my breakdown nighttime stroll a couple of weeks ago… huh), but I’ve had slowly worsening chronic fatigue the last year and a half. It got to the point at the start of summer where I couldn’t really exercise at all without having to spend the next two days in bed with narcolepsy. This sucks as I like exercise, it’s one of the few things I could do to feel better about myself and it was slowly taken from me, it made me very very depressed to be so useless. I felt like a useless blob of flesh. Well, on Sunday I started some new meds and it’s just, gone? I don’t have the fatigue anymore. Sure, I have insomnia and I have lost all sex drive and I have started twitching like an insane cartoon character but I can move and the brain fog is gone so I count that as a massive net positive for the time being! I feel like I can do things again! It’s only been a day of it really so I don’t want to get to excited over it, easy come easy go as they say, but even a day of feeling like this is a treasure to me. I hope I stay feeling like this so I can start producing more stuff like I used to. Keep your fingers crossed for me.Lastly, I want to thank all of you so much. I don’t say it often enough, I realise, but you guys all changed my life. Individually, each and every one of you, thank-you from the bottom of my heart, your support and you being here or just watching my videos or reading my threads, that has helped me so much and I don’t know where I would be right now without your care. I’m getting a bit emotional writing this honestly. It’s overwhelming and honestly uncomfortable to think about how you come here just for me, I don’t think I deserve to be this loved, but I will make myself acknowledge it more often because it is the least I can do to thank you and keep making stuff to entertain you.I love you all so much, Thank-you! Now, I better get to work!!
October 22, 2024 - 12:49:58With a sound like tearing wet tissue paper, her hole wrecked itself around the tip of your cock, audibly popping itself tightly around the rim of your head like a hand gripping a knotted rope.For the first time since you’d started trying to work yourself inside her, she was silent; Only a strained gurgle of disbelief rattling in her throat as her insides were squashed and repositioned in all the right ways.You were silent too. It took a full second for it all to sink in, then years of sexual frustration reared up out of the calmness like Godzilla and compelled you to smash her until every inch of your oversized cock could bathe in the unbelievable warm, tight silk of her cunt.“Plap”“Plap”“PLAP!!”
September 25, 2024 - 10:32:08“I’m telling you it’s too big!!” “Oh shut up and push harder”You looked down, captivated by her jiucy arse cheeks bouncing. Her soaked pussy lips sucked and slathered the tip of your oversized cock like a suckerfish grazing on a rock, all the while her tight hole failed to stretch around you. As frustrating as it was, it was certainly very stimulating. The averagely sized girl huffed and grunted in a sweaty rage while she continued to back herself up in vein; it was adorable, if a bit concerning, to watch her try and take you.“You don’t need to try so hard, it feels great just like this” “Good for you! I, however-“ She interrupted herself with a little grunt, failing to impale herself with a weighty push, “I need that cock- Nggh!, I need it in me!” It was, despite common opinion, not a good time being the owner of a huge dick. You always had to be careful selecting trousers, shorts where a complete no-go, most women immediately froze in terror upon seeing it and most of the rest would give up quickly. Pickings were already slim as condoms big enough to fit you just didn’t exist, finding someone so eager to take a raw log of cock inside them was as rare as comfortable underwear so, despite her goblin-esque sexual demeanour, you did your very best to enjoy as much of this as you could.“Oh!” The tip of your dick landed just right against her hole, both you and her gasped in excitement as she slowly backed up and you sunk slightly deeper between her folds… before audibly popping out again “GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!” She was getting red in the face, it was adorable. “Seriously, You’re just too small-”“LISTEN YOU!”, Her head snapped around to rant at you over her shoulder while she realigned your cock with her tiny hands, “I am not small! I am the average woman size, Okay?!” Your dick was re-nestled between her thighs and buttocks and her pussy once again passionately snogged your cock “ And my PUSSY can fit a BABY through it, Right! So it can fit your dick!” Something about the way she ranted with that expression of frustrated lust turned you on something wild. As aggressive as it was, being so desperately wanted like this made you almost feel like crying “so quit interrupting and focus!!” She began wriggling her hips, massaging the tip of cock with her soaked flesh. She really wanted it, she really, actually, wanted you inside her.“It won’t fit…” You ejected your last words of doubt“Bloody well MAKE it fit!” She ordered in responseYou placed your hands firmly around her waist and felt her body relax, “Mmm, finally…” She purred over her shoulder. As you slowly and forcefully pulled her back, your cock landed just right on her hole once more… LOVE YOU XOXO
September 18, 2024 - 13:12:35Warning: weird fictional tentacle filled vulva, don't click right unless you want to see that!! to the mods, the tentacles are part of her, not a creature inside her, okay? she has a carnivorous pussy or something like that, it's not exactly clear, got it? Not stuff in the pussy, that's part of her body, she's fictional and not a real animal, okay? Mermaids are not real! Got it! No post removal! Thank-you :3 Anyway, did you know that anglerfish females are giant compared to the males and that they permanently attach a male to their body to keep them as a personal semen producing organ? There's plenty of fish in the sea, who's to say that if you ever met a mermaid they wouldn't be half anglerfish and make you into their personal semen producing organ? I bet there's more than a few of you out there who would find that idea most exciting, isn't there :3 ? As for her, honestly I can't think of a better life. they just chill and fish all day while fucking their little toy-boy they keep pinned to their pussy whenever they feel like it, floating carefree in the calm and peaceful darkness. Perfection. Of and disclaimer, this isn't my design. I drew it but it's inspired by a doll I got in blind box, one of the Mermaid Chuchu Series if you're interested :3 Anyway, LOVE YOU XOXO
September 13, 2024 - 10:01:11I'm feeling good today! It's a rare occurrence so I must make the most of it; I have my bed tent, it keeps both mosquitoes and shadow men away I got myself referred to the mental health services and I got a really nice autistic case manager who didn't make me want to burst into flames! I successfully auditioned for a voice acting role, fulfilling a childhood dream! I got a nice big cum done inside my pussy hole last night! It's a high! It's kicked me right out of my miserable depressed badness I've had for the last... shit, I don't remember when I last felt like this. I've been neglecting a lot of my work, as you've probably noticed. I really am so grateful to all of you who still stick around patiently waiting and supporting me when I randomly disappear, you're all amazing and I love you so much. I hope every-one of you can wake up and feel good and positive about life too Love you XOXO
September 11, 2024 - 15:56:365”3, curvy, F4M, looking for a guy who’s into neck-holding, BDSM and hardcore breeding. Must be clean, dick picks welcomed You thought it was too good to be true when she replied your message, even more so when she agreed to hook up almost right away, so when you pulled up outside the KFC where you’d agreed to find her and saw the girl from the pictures standing there, you could hardly believe it. You stopped to grab some chicken for a first date of sorts; it was hard to focus much on conversation. You were too busy planning all the ways you would tie her up and breed her little curvy body later. She certainly asked some strange questions though; “have you ever experimented with your backdoor?”, “What volume of objects do you think you could comfortably store in your bowels?”, “have you ever been sedated and were there any complications?”, but any girl with kinks like hers was bound to be a strange one. You barely resisted the constant temptation to push her against the nearest wall and shove a hand around her throat and another up that dress before making it back to your car. She asked you if you’d like to come to her house, which you absolutely did. Amazing! Just one short drive and you’d be fucking a load of raw cum into this little tart, you followed her directions with a stiff cock wedged down your trouser leg and practically dragged her into her home. … Tightly bound in warm, slimy tendrils, the edges of your vision went blurry as your heart struggled to pump past the vice-like grip her fingers had around your neck. Another lump bulged its way along her ovipositor and slipped now effortlessly inside you, rolling over your prostate and pushing you once again to orgasm. Her grip loosened and the sudden rush to your head made the pleasure explosive, you gushed what felt like gallons of cum into the pulsating, milking organ which relentlessly slurped and gobbled your cock. “You’re looking quite full now” She commented, almost lovingly caressing your bulging stomach, “I struggle to believe you’ve not done anything like this before, I fit so many eggs inside you” Honestly, you had indeed lied about experimenting with your backdoor in the past, you just didn’t feel comfortable disclosing that at the time, you’d have come clean about it but the tentacle in your throat made that impossible. All you could do was look at her longingly and beg for more with your eyes. She got the message, the tentacle in your throat pulled out just enough to blast its thick, naughty tasting goo onto your desperate tongue then plunged back down your neck hole to fuck it. The sucker around your cock pumped it back to life and her thick ovipositor fucked the clutch of eggs deeper inside you. “I’m sure there’s room for a few more”, her fingers tightened again, “I think you were made for this” To the horror of a now deeply buried part of you, you agreed with her. “You’re going to be such a good Daddy”
August 29, 2024 - 13:50:46“PLEASE” You begged “No” she answered, tightening the relentlessly gyrating thighs which gripped your helpless cock as punishment for your persistant pleading. “Not until you awnser the question” You wailed in frustrated misery while the rhythmic edging continued. Every moment that your cock was held between those soft, slippery, pillow-y legs robbed you another IQ point. How long had it been now? An hour? A day? 5 minutes? Time was a blurry fuzz which slipped away like cum down a sinkhole every time her plush arse bounced against your hips. “I’ll ask again, What is the transformation matrix for a rotation around the y axis of a 3D basis? Come on, I know you know it” She was slightly out of breath, she had been for as long as you could remember now. The slight current of short breath was an odd mix with the tone of a strict teacher, every word or hers felt like she was scolding you for being so stupid. “We JUST went over it” You’d been edged for too long. Your cock was screaming and throbbing, oversensitive and overwhelmed, practically spraying pre-cum each time her thighs pumped it. Your bloated balls ached and sagged with a heavy longing to be emptied. This reward based revision session had quickly turned into a terrible, inescapable trap. Like an ant in a pitcher plant, your hopes of answering the question and being allowed to cum seemed more and more futile; You could barely remember your name by now, what was she even asking you? Sounding quite like a zombie, you began to chant an awnser from somewhere in your overwhelmed mind, “Cos theta… zero … Sin Theta…” “Good! there we go! Don’t stop” her words were encouraging but the tone of her voice was patronising, she sped up her hip grinding, as if to try and distract you. “ Zero … one … zero…” “Oh, you’re so close, so close, what a clever boy” Her voice became hushed and sultry, teasing, mocking, her hips bucked faster still, you could feel your orgasm swelling inside you, your prostate aching as it swole with fluid, your mind went cloudy like your very soul was being dragged to your groin ready to be shot out of your cock. “Sin…. Theta …..nnggmhhh…. Zero ….. ahhhh …. COS THETA!” As the last words left your mouth, You practically screamed them in anticipation of your climax… a climax which was ripped away by the sudden stop of her thighs and a tightly gripped hand around the base of your cock. “Close, but incorrect” You cried pathetically. A few moments later she was slowly pumping her soft, wet legs again, your cock evermore swollen, your balls evermore aching and your mind evermore forgetful. “Let’s try that again shall we? I promise you, I won’t stop until you get it right.” You didn’t doubt her.
August 22, 2024 - 22:51:05The very moment my cunt was exposed it was stretched around two of his fat fingers. Between the possessive grip around my flank and the assertive rhythm of fingers preparing me like a chicken ready for stuffing, the best I could manage was to keep quiet while my twat leaked like an overripe fruit. A silly bet, if he could turn me on in less than a minute then he could do what he wanted with me. 10 seconds in and I’d already lost; the fingers inside me felt like they were slipping into my brain, making me stupider with every wriggling poke, my body turned feverish and shaky, my naked skin prickled, my nipples turned hard, moans swole in my throat, my pussy begged for something bigger, my body screamed for his raw cock. It wasn’t fair, I wasn’t expecting him to be so… so assertive. I said “okay, try it”, expecting an attempt at flirting, not to be stripped naked on the spot and treated like, like… “YOU SLUT” Those words hurt, how dare he? A woman cannot control the way her body responds, just because every inch of my being wanted him to throw me down and fuck the life out of me right then and there after a few seconds of degrading treatment, it didn’t make me a slut. Just because those words made my legs buckle and my pussy juice splatter, my eye’s roll back and my throat groan with longing pleasure, that didn’t make me a slut either. And just because- “You’re soaked!” The thing that broke me wasn’t him making me aware of how aroused I was, but that I could hear the the tone of genuine surprise in his voice. It felt good to give up the charade, I let my tongue roll out and begged him to fuck me like the slut I clearly was. LOVE YOU XOXO
August 15, 2024 - 14:57:52You felt mildly creeped out. A fully grown woman should NOT own so many stuffed animals, at least a normal fully grown woman shouldn’t, which left you facing the reality that the woman who just invited you to her home for casual sex was not a normal one. She was one of /them/. She was probably going to start calling you ‘Daddy” any second now, you thought to yourself. A fairly common kink but not one you possessed; no, fucking a girl while she whimpered, cuddled a teddy bear and referred to you as a patriarchal figure just felt a bit wrong to you. Still, sex is sex, you continued to think, whilst the woman whose name you’d already forgotten stalked over to the pile of plush animals then turned to dress you over her shoulder. “Do you like my Friends?” She asked “Um, yes, They’re very good” You awkwardly replied, feeling quite put on the spot “Interesting. How did you decide so quickly? They haven’t decided if they like you yet. You only just got here, after all” Oh Good, you thought, letting out a slight sigh of relief. It wasn’t a kink at all, she was just insane or something. Crazy girls were always exciting in bed, all you had to do was navigate this weird situation without getting stabbed or something like that, easy! “Uh, well, I just… you know, I trust my gut. They seem nice” “That’s foolish” The bluntness of her reply surprised you, you didn’t know what to say. “Giving strangers the benefit of the doubt, taking a warm smile as proof of trustworthiness, that makes you easy prey” “Well, I don’t jus-“ “Sit with them” She commanded you suddenly and you obeyed, sitting down amongst the menagerie of stuffed animals like a little boy being instructed by a ferm teacher. She knelt before you, softly running a hand up your thigh before grabbing a toy snake from the pile and presenting it to you. “This is Goodwin. He has committed no less than three homicides. Three. If I wasn’t here right now he would already be tightly wrapped around your neck trying to make it four. Does that seem nice to you?” You’d expect to see pure wild insanity in the eyes of someone talking like this, but her face was as tranquil as the gently flowing river. Half of you even believed her. “In fact, all these friends are terrible, terrible people. That’s why they are here.” She picked up a soft hand puppet of a badger and slowly slid her hand into the pocket. Perhaps you were going mad but you could have worn that its little glass eyes curled in violation. “I’m trying to fix them, you see, they sleep with me and I show them all what it’s like to be powerless, what it’s like to be-“ her soft thighs pressed tightly together, crushing a stuffed elephant toy which seemed to softly struggle in despair “… someone’s plaything” You flicked your eyes up to meet her piercing stare, for the moment your eye’s locked you felt utterly exposed. You had to look away, your heart started beating faster, you noticed a bead of sweat running down your face. Did she know? “Yes. I know” Dread and panic. You had to get out of there. “I need to leave now” You tried to sound polite and as casual as you could but your shaking voice betrayed you. Regardless, you pushed yourself up with your arms then stood on legs which crumpled like pillows and set the rest of you crashing back down into the pile of Friends. “WHAT THE FUCK?!” You screamed thrashing your arms out at the woman calmly and ambivalently watching you, just out of reach. “YOU FUCKING CUNT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?!?” She and the rest of the room seemed to grow larger while adrenalin fuelled a torrent of impotent but horribly violent threats towards her, no matter how hard you strained to scream your voice just got smaller and softer, the strong and murderous arms you were reaching towards the woman shrunk and grew soft yellow fuzz, then you couldn’t move or speak at all. Trapped in your body with all your rage, you watched the now giant woman reach a hand down to clasp you around the torso. You dreamt up a million vile acts you would inflict on her as she hoisted you to her face. “Now, now. Thoughts like that are what got you here, you know”, You chuckled in your plushie bondage as you convinced yourself you’d make her pay, just before she squeezed your soft body. It was like being punched in the stomach by a gorilla. “Such a soft and squishy new friend, here, take a look at yourself” Before you appeared a mirror, through it you could see an adorable stuffed hippo puppet. It was only when you watched her hand squash the hippo’s head and felt your own head mush like warm jelly that you realised that the hippo was you. The angry thoughts stopped. “I always play extra rough with my new toys” She whispered to the hippo, tickling her fingers round the entrance to it's glove hole. "Let's find out how much you can fit in this pocket"
August 8, 2024 - 13:24:11I'm making another cartoon! I know I only made one before like a year ago and then said I was making another and stopped doing it completely without ever mentioning again shortly after but I'm making this one for sure defiantly for certain! It's about me getting consensually gang banged in a private toilet, here's some wip to excite you for now. I would write a story to accompany this image like I usually do but this time you will have to wait for the cartoon because I don't want to spoil it too much. Love you XOXO
August 6, 2024 - 15:20:58I was going through my old photos and I found these from when I first met TechBoy, this is from before I even started my page! He was so baby-faced and muscles back then, I guess prolonged exposure to my insanity aura has turned him into the hairy wizard he is today. I don't remember taking these, I can only assume that shortly afterwards I used his face as a grinding post for my pussy because even looking at these pictures now puts me in the mood for a face to be my chair. I'm working on an animation project, I hope to have it done tomorrow but I always underestimate how long these things take. It's about getting gang-banged in a bathroom, sometimes just writing the fantasy isn't enough. I must SEE IT! Anyway, love you XOXO
August 1, 2024 - 17:17:56You remember reading once that In times of old, town markets would have merchants who sold wards; an enchanted scroll on a neckless, piece of iron on a chain, magical things which would lose their power if they touched the ground. It was oh so very interesting the lengths people would go to just to avoid superstition, invented creatures to blame for all manner of tragedy. It’s always easier to blame an evil creature than to accept that the universe is just random and uncaring; people can understand evil, it has reason at least unlike the latter. Witches and Fae, the belief in their existence, seemed to have all but died out these days. Exterminated like most other British wildlife as the countryside was increasingly tamed; there was no need for a reassuring pentagram on a tiny roll of paper to give a traveler confidence anymore, not that you would have ever bought one. You spend a moment ruminating on the folly of arrogantly believing the world was simply not that interesting while the vines holding you to the floor tighten. “Hello” The tiny girl cheerily declares, fluttering down to land on your stomach. “H-hell-“ You begin to awnser but a thick vine quickly gags you “Shhh, No mouth noises from you, No need for that, nope, Not any more” All this seems very unfair, she tricked you! You heard a little voice in the brush, lost and scared, they wouldn’t come out until you promised to stay a while with them, which you did. Foolish. “I see you’re feeling hard done by, wouldn’t expect anything less from one like you”. The vines crept and bunched up under your clothing until they lazily tore off leaving you naked. “Well, well, well” She raises a prickly eyebrow at your already hard member. Stupid bondage fetish. “This is nice! I like it a lot” She hovers around it, inspecting it from several angles. The rapid beating of her wings fans the tip with annoyingly effective stimulation, “Hmm, now I’m doing a re-thinking…How about you agree to let me play with this?” The question throws you off a bit. This situation seems quite, well extremely perilous; tied up at the mercy of a magical folk-lore is pretty low on the list of “times when it’s appropriate to be horny” yet here you are considering how great it would be if she pole danced on your dong. The vine gagging your mouth loosens and she asks again, firmly, “Will you let me play with your willy?”. She’s terribly dominating for such a tiny creature…God-damn-it what kind of a man would you be if you refused? None at all! What’s the worst that could happen? “Okay, but you must agree to let me go afterwards” “Hmmmm, I don’t know about that…I’d be putting myself at quite a loss there but I’m feeling really nice so I’ll think about it” “Oh, uh, well thank-you for thinking about it I guess” She beams a sharp grin at you’re gratitude “Well now you owe me now so I’ll accept your deal!”, Before you have a chance to question THAT declaration, the gag re-gags you and she lands on your cock like a koala hugging a tree. Her body is soft, warm and squishy and feels wonderful on your shaft, if only her hair wasn’t so distractingly prickly on the tip of your dick. “The name’s Thistle, by the way” Her tiny hand tickles its way up your shaft, lingering forebodingly at the slit of your dick-hole. As the brush around you warps forebodingly upwards and a fine vine descends towards her, It suddenly occurs to you that you never specified at which afterwards she had to let you go. “Now, about that wrapper you tossed into a bush, I really dislike littering”
July 24, 2024 - 17:48:10I had to check out again, had another little breakdown, oopsie :3 I guess this is just a thing now, I shut down and hide for a week every couple of months; weaving a little cocoon out of my bedsheets like a horribly ill caterpillar and hopefully emerging as a slightly less ill caterpillar shortly after incubating. It’s not enjoyable, I have some really wild experiences in there. Deprived of sensation my brain tends to invent it’s own, putting troubling images into my raw, unblinking eyes. Though this time, I did have a little break from that. Tech-Boy paid me a visit! And he was very… horny. He’s generally a very considerate and careful lover, he pays close attention to me and keeps the energy at a level I can handle but once in a while he gets a look in his eye like a predator and it’s terribly exciting. He was like one of those wasps which lays it’s eggs on the chrysalis of unfortunate creatures, the unfortunate creature in this case being myself. Blind and helpless under my sheets, I suddenly felt the crushing weight of his lust pull the sheets tight around me. He straddled the outline of my body on his hands and knees, the sheets gripped me like cling film, a soft and cozy bondage of bedding. My heart raced. Through the sheets I felt his hands firmly grip and explore my body, so much more aggressively than usual. His sudden grip around my breast was almost painful, his fingers practically burrowing through the duvet to grope my pussy felt almost violating, His hot and panting breath warmed the fabric around my ear, my cocoon was no longer safety but a prison. This foreplay didn’t last long. He’d landed on me and spent a brief moment to determine if was a suitable vessel; content with what he’d found he wasted no time proceeding to sting me. With the sheets still tightly wrapped over my upper body, my legs were flung back and open. Cold air slathered my legs and my bum, spit covered fingers primed my pussy and then his cock crashed against my hole. It felt so big, bigger than usual. Thick. The thrill of his unusual aggression made me wet very quickly while he impatiently worked the fat head of his stinger into my tight and grippy hole. I groaned like happy prey as I felt him stretch me to fit him, and I’m not saying that in a flowery sense either, I could feel my flesh stretching little by little until his head could fit through. It was horribly erotic. He practically popped inside me and then all at once I felt every inch of him stab deep and his body press down on me into an intimate pin. Completely helpless, I could only listen to my own muffled moans. He kept his body tight against me and fucked me deep and frantic. I never felt him pull more than an inch or two back, constant fullness and internal pounding, his head rubbing the entrance to my womb the whole time, until he came deeper inside me than I thought was possible. It was quick, intense. My breath had gotten a little short from trying to gasp through the duvet and I thought it was over yet when I tried to pull the sheet down, he stopped me. Suddenly I felt his hands grip my ankles and push my legs back so I was bent almost double, then his mouth clamped around my clit and sucked and lapped and devoured it with what I can only describe as mania. I’ve never been eaten out like that before; I felt like I was nothing but his food. I can’t really even put it into words what it was like, maybe the sexual equivalent of a bug wrapped up in web while a spider sucks its insides out. My head fizzed with panicked ecstasy and my cunt overflowed into his hungry mouth until I felt the weight of him pressing down onto of me and his cock sticking deep inside again. And he fucked me the same as he did the first time, close and hot and grinding. I was hot and sweaty under the sheets, groaning like a whore, Biting and sucking the fabric pulled tight over my face but it didn’t matter because right then I was willingly helpless; a bug who would never become a butterfly. The wasp had found them and they belonged to it now, destined to be used and consumed. He came inside me once again then playfully fingered me while I lay still and limp, any will to move was long fucked away. I could only feel his fingers stirring the cum inside me and the wet cold patch of bedding under my bum. Slowly I started to pull myself together… just in time for him to climb on top of me again. I revelled in the now familiar pleasure of that deep and crushing fucking, my insides screaming and tensing from the stress of another breeding. He was finished after he pumped the 3rd load inside me. He squeezed under the sheets and we cuddled together until we got hungry and he took me to get Nando’s. He’s so romantic. Anyway, these pictures have nothing to do with all that but I thought I’d tell you and then I went into too much detail about it all, oops. LOVE YOU XOXO
July 18, 2024 - 13:42:08I was in bed a couple of days ago, masturbating with my little rabbit vibrator as I often do while trying to sleep. An orgasm generally helps keep the bad thoughts away long enough that I can get to sleep. Usually I don't think about much, I just enjoy the sensation of my clit buzzing, but this time I started to feel a longing in my throat. I couldn't help but bring one of my hands to my lips; I slipped two fingers into my mouth and licked the taste of my pussy off them. My fingers danced and played their way slowly deeper and deeper to the back of my throat as I sucked and slathered them with spit. I could feel the dim buzzing of my own moaning on my fingertips and they pressed hard on the back of my tongue. My body felt hot and I began to wriggle my legs and buck my hips as if I wasn't the one holding a vibe against myself. I needed more, I wished so hard in that moment that my face were a free use fuck hole. That I could be a hole in the wall which had endless cocks making use of it. I tilted my head back as far as I could I pressed my lips against the headboard of my bed, imagining that it were the wall of a glory hole. I let my own fingers stroke and grip my outstretched neck, fantasising about it bulging and swelling; I spread my lips wide around an imaginary hole and licked the cold wood wishing for something to fill me. It wasn't enough. In a mad rush tracked down one of my dildos, a 7 inch cock with a sucker, slapped in onto the head board and resumed my position like nothing happened. I wonder how I must have looked, laying on my back, gyrating my body against my vibe, driving that dildo into my own throat. Was the best orgasm I'd given myself in while. Sometimes I just want to be bound up like a latex package. Just a formless ball, completely restrained, hidden even. The only evidence that a person is inside being three framed holes; a tight anus, an overflowing pussy and an open mouth with a beckoning tongue. Throw me into a room of horny, unscrupulous men and let my existence become nothing but pounding dicks and oozing cum. Anyway, LOVE YOU XOXO
July 8, 2024 - 15:19:25Here’s another blog-y post where I just complain again because I know you all love reading and hearing me complain! The sun has gone, it’s cold and raining. Just as it should be in English summer-time! Only problem is that my internal happiness generator runs on solar power so I am SAD and glum and even a kitten can’t bring me the expected level of joy ;_; Bart (I got a kitten BTW) Is doing well, Him and Bonny even did a nose boop this morning so She is warming to him which is great! I hope soon she will return to my bedroom, I miss her. I’m very depressed. I can’t even bring myself to write something smutty for you, I’m too busy worrying about things way bigger than me and completely out of my control. I’m having eldritch terror, I’m loosing my mind as I visualise machinations so large I am less than an ant to them crashing into the bubble where I have found comfort and smashing it. They wouldn’t even notice me to care, I’m living at the mercy of gigantic beasts which do not know or care that I exist and when ones foot looms over your head it’s impossible to not look up and except how little control you truly have in the grand scheme of things. So yeah, that’s killing me currently. I wish I was stupid like a cat, Bart doesn't care that he could die suddenly at any moment because the sun decided to explode or something like that. Hopefully I get better soon, it’s only just after things change that you worry, as long as the foot doesn’t MOVE for a while then I’ll probably get used to it and stop thinking about it… Anyway, hope you’re all doing good! JUST KEEP SMILING!! Love you XOXO
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